Spoken Word- Love Poems

The love poem. The magical gift of words that come from soft lips reasting on the soul of its hearer. Making you feel, refect and anticiptate the words and the moments when you can relate to its wonder. I use to write poems a lot, but not very many love poems. My poems were of a tired and underappreciated man, a totures soul and a forgottn girl. The dark and twisted tones seem to big bigger and more expressive than my happy poems. Still I love a good love poem, because I love love. Love is what we all want and need and have exprieneced. Love is the thing that you never get tired of, even when you feel too tired to give it back.

I found a few poems on YouTube; please let me know what you think.

papergirl : live "I love you"


"I Love My Woman" Malcolm-Jamal Warner



Tara Brenner--"Real Love Poem"


"I Want To Kiss You" Bassey Ikpi (Def Poetry)

Realted Links:

Love Vows

Books of Love Poems

How to Write a Love Poem
Gabriel Gadfly

Love Vows

You've stood by my side through friendship to kisses

Promises of forever by calling me Mrs

Sweep me of my feet in good times or in bad

Sharing laughter and hugs whether happy or sad

Providing for the family in sickness or in health

Fulfilling all my needs in debt or in wealth

Comforting me in your loving embrace

Faithfully you share sweet kisses I taste

I will be by your side come rain or come shine

My lover and friend forever be mine

Father's Nose is Best

Originally uploaded by Saher,allil

Every father’s face possesses a unique character feature
A furrowed brow could announce constant concern
A wide jaw might exclaim, “You must learn!”
Chiseled cheeks go along with a domineering tone
Big bright eyes can disarm defenses so you never feel alone

To me your prominent feature is your handsome nose
It’s regal posture and sturdy slope tells of its wealth
It is a statue a vitality to which you owe good health
Its majestic slope is adorned with a crown of glass
It’s masculine and strong with the essence of class

As a kid I didn’t understand the blessing that I had
I never chose my nose to be, the bridge of longevity
The grandeur within its size lead to racial slurs and a few good cries
I always loved the bridge you gave to me
A gift of graceful confidence is worth the fee

Everyone has one, but my father’s nose is best
Not showered with praise or mentioned in songs
Often responsible for eradicating our wrongs
Carrying our burdens and adding warmth to air
A gentle power for us when life isn’t fair

Poem Links:

Love Never Ends